I’d like to spend this week promoting another project I’m working on and sharing some background as to why I’ve taken up long-distance endurance running. The following post was originally posted at the home site for the Lymphedema Awareness Team, where I’m actively blogging about my running adventures. This is really important and personal writing and organizational development work for me, so I hope you check it out!
Life has a way of metamorphosing: caterpillars transforming into butterflies; a love for the outdoors turning into an obsession; an unexpected health issue inspiring positive action.
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On June 2nd, 2012 I held my two-week old niece for the first time. By far the youngest baby I’ve ever interacted with, and the first of her generation in our family. The immediate love for her, as I was told it would be, was remarkable and quite unexplainable.
Later that month, after that visit, my mom called to explain to me that my niece had been diagnosed with Lymphedema: a rare disease for newborn infants. The swelling in her leg had not been from an allergic reaction or a bug bite as we first assumed, but from a genetic mutation that kept her lymph system from working properly. While it’s a manageable condition, Lymphedema certainly alters one life. For a precious little human who has only been around for a month, that’s not a metamorphoses you are ready to understand.
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Within those same few weeks in June, I went out for a trail run, something I’d never really done. The mile-high air of Idyllwild, California filled my lungs with a beautiful rush. I’ve hiked all my life, but jogging through the woods was a new and wonderful sensation. Continue reading →